Chapter 128: Welcome, everyone, to the Burial Ground

The geniuses of the Four Great Dao Unions fell into a deathly silence at this moment.

When they hurriedly arrived and formed a standoff with other forces, the people of the Four Great Dao Unions already had a number in mind. They realized that the troops on the other side of that Blood Slaughter Grand Formation earlier were precisely these people before them. However, the situation was blurry then, and they could only remember one or two somewhat familiar faces.

"What should we do next?" a disciple couldn't help but ask.

The Deputy Sect Leader of Wan Hai Men Sect made a decisive decision, saying directly: "Withdraw, don't linger; do you still want to go up and fight?"

"To form a third force in the outskirts within just a single day, no wonder it's someone capable of surviving the Forbidden Lightning Tribulation." At this moment he felt full of regret; the formations he had set up, while somewhat effective, were full of flaws when facing these thirty people before him.

At this moment, the people of the Blood Spirit Clan and the Heavenly Feather Clan had eyes flashing with an uncontainable greed.

"I didn't expect to find such a 'blessing' upon entering the inner circle."

"Kill!"

In an instant, the cultivators of the two clans surged forward like ravenous wolves. In their eyes, this might be the last batch of human beings in the Heavenly God Forbidden Zone. Whoever could devour more essence blood and restore themselves to a better state would become the victor in the inner circle.

"Boom!"

That so-called grand formation collapsed in an instant. The beings of the Four Great Dao Unions, like fragile weeds, were mercilessly slaughtered in a moment.

"Save me... Dongfang Yuan, fellow Daoists of the Profound Yang Sect!"

The Deputy Sect Leader of Wan Hai Men Sect's face turned ashen as paper, shouting hoarsely with exhausted voice, that sound echoing through the vast sky.

Dongfang Yuan stepped forward, coldly chuckling: "Fellow Daoist? When you Four Great Dao Unions previously plotted to besiege my Profound Yang Sect cultivators, did you ever think today would come?"

"Back in Thus line: Qingshi Jun, you were overbearing and bullied with power; after entering the forbidden zone, hundreds of cultivators continuously besieged my Profound Yang Sect disciples, and now you still have the nerve to ask us for help?"

His heart burned with anger; although he was fighting under the name of a Heavenly Pride substitute, the Profound Yang Sect disciples now in the inner circle numbered only about ten or so. He had heard that the other disciples had all died miserably, each suppressed and killed by the Four Great Dao Unions.

If the Blood Spirit Clan had not acted first, he would also have begged Qin Yu to slaughter this group completely, leaving none alive.

He originally wanted to contend for the Young Sect Leader position; in his view, Li Xuan simply lacked the qualifications, his thinking not sufficiently cunning and deceitful, and even with slightly greater talent he could not fulfill the Sect Leader role.

As Senior Sister, Lin Xue possessed the most outstanding talent, yet she did not participate in these power struggles nor wished to bear the burden of leading the sect. Moreover, that Heavenly Pride who had survived the Forbidden Lightning Tribulation had always acted low‑key, clearly not wanting to reveal himself.

As for himself, with his master's support, he believed that aside from those two, no one in the Profound Yang Sect was more suited than he to shoulder great responsibility. Dongfang Yuan aspired to lead the Profound Yang Sect toward a more glorious path, even sparing no family resources to continually subsidize the sect, for he deemed himself duty‑bound to bear this responsibility, and how could he lack deep affection for the Profound Yang Sect?

Now, most of the disciples who have entered this ancient ruin have suffered heavy casualties; they are all the personally transmitted disciples of many elders.

"Dongfang Yuan! If your Profound Yang Sect refuses to save us, I will burn my essence blood to send a signal to the sect; then everyone in Canglan Yu will denounce you!"

"Moreover, you will become an accomplice aiding the Blood Spirit Clan!"

The Deputy Sect Leader of Wan Hai Men Sect shouted madly; even though the Transformation Spirit Peak cultivator before him had already fallen, he continued to yell.

"Save me! As long as you rescue me, I can save your Profound Yang Sect!"

"In Thus line: Qingshi Jun we gathered a full ten Great Venerables; even if your Profound Yang Sect's Yang Tian Ancestor came, he would have to return in resentment!"

"I am a true‑transmission disciple of the Ancestor; I can make them withdraw!"

At this moment he had begun to make wild wishes.

However, Dongfang Yuan found himself in a dilemma; he understood that the other party's words were not empty talk.

Immediately, he turned his gaze toward Qin Yu.

Qin Yu stood with his hands behind his back, demeanor tranquil, eyes observing the nose, nose observing the heart, his face showing no emotional fluctuation.

Upon hearing the Wan Hai Men Sect Deputy Sect Leader's words, Qin Yu gave a light smile.

"Oh."

"Just ten venerables."

In Qin Yu's view, as long as they waited for Qi Tai, Li Haoran and the others to lure that group into the Lightning Tribulation area, then simply rush up; after a few strikes, the tribulation would slay them all. If nothing unexpected happened, this plan should already be nearly completed.

Upon hearing this, the Wan Hai Men Sect Deputy Sect Leader's face froze slightly; he completely failed to grasp what Qin Yu meant.

Ten venerables joining forces—let alone suppressing the Profound Yang Sect, even sweeping the entire Canglan Yu, no dao union could resist.

But before he could react, he was directly devoured by a blood tree exuding towering killing intent.

On the Blood Spirit Clan's side, they were more numerous, stronger in combat, absorbed more essence blood, and thus recovered more naturally.

The Immortal Sect Leader witnessed this scene and fell into contemplation.

Soon after, a faint cold smile appeared on his face.

"These humans are utterly ridiculous; they actually dispatched a troop, playing mysterious!"

Many beings of the Heavenly Feather Clan were now blank‑faced.

They did not understand what the sect leader meant, and all began to ask.

The Immortal Sect Leader continued: "This troop is merely two useless Transformation Spirit Peak cultivators; even combined they can only handle an ordinary opponent."

"It's completely useless, so…… the leader, a Foundation Establishment human being, must surely be plotting something!"

"He made these people act out a death scene just to make us think the enemy is extremely weak, that merely ten Great Venerables could pose a threat."

"When the time comes, if our clan steps into this world, we will certainly first go seek vengeance, avenging the Third Young Master."

"In that case, the cultivators we dispatch will at most be Venerable Peak, possibly only Early Dao Fusion cultivation."

"This is clearly intended to make us misjudge their strength, then ambush and slaughter our clansmen!"

"What a wicked scheme!"

"A bunch of overconfident ants actually dare to trade this for the lives of mighty Dao‑stage experts!"

At this moment, the Immortal Sect Leader's deep eyes were full of wary apprehension.

It is said that humans employ myriad schemes; today, seeing it firsthand, the reputation is indeed well‑deserved.

If it weren't for the opposing side bringing the divine beast Phoenix, they might have really believed it. But a Foundation Establishment cultivator controlling a Phoenix—who could believe that!

Upon these words, many Heavenly Feather Clan beings suddenly understood, praising the sect leader's wisdom as surpassing mortals, comparable to the Literary Star descending to the world.

Meanwhile, on the Blood Spirit Clan's side, some beings had earlier been eager to move, planning to launch retaliation after leaving.

Although Heavenly Blood Spirits are not top‑tier, they can barely contend with a Venerable, provided there is no heavenly suppression.

But looking at it now, humans are indeed extremely cunning.

"These Heavenly Feather Clan fellows are actually quite sharp; they managed to see through the young master's plot." The twenty Transformation Spirit Peak Heavenly Prides who had submitted behind him now all exclaimed in astonishment.

They hadn't reacted at all before.

Dongfang Yuan, Zhang Wu, and the others hearing this couldn't help but blink.

Qing Xuan Zi and the two who knew from the Heavenly God Academy, Qin Yu indeed came from the Xuanyang Sect, but they speculated that the forces behind Qin Yu were far more than that.

These Four Great Dao Unions are obviously enemies as well.

But the Heaven Feather Clan could actually conjure up such a scenario?

Tuoba Prince's mouth twitched slightly; he didn't dare imagine that, after these twenty geniuses go out and see the true strength of the Xuanyang Sect, they might be so angry as to want to kill themselves.

After all, those titles of the Barbarian Clan Wise King can only be obtained after he assumes leadership of the Barbarian Clan.

Of course, he also felt that the forces behind Qin Yu were unfathomable.

Nine truths and one falsehood, reality and illusion hard to distinguish.

Qin Yu, hearing these remarks, fell into silence.

Now, there really isn't anything to explain; the more one explains, the easier it is to cause misunderstanding.

Just as everyone harbored their own thoughts, a vast, distant voice slowly sounded in their ears.

"Welcome, everyone, to the Burial Ground!"

Within the inner perimeter, in an instant, towering flames surged, dyeing the entire heavens red.

Countless ancient trees that were once full of life instantly turned to ash in the flames.